"..I'm sorry. I can't do this..."

I shook my head sadly. "I'm sorry... I can't do this..."
Lancelot's face clouded over for a second, then a resigned expression emerged.
"I see. There's no chance you will change your answer?"
I shook my head. The thought of being a female, even virtualy... It sent shivers down my spine. I'd rather die... "No," I replied, "I'm sorry."
Lancelot nodded. ""I'm sorry too..." He then motioned to his aides. Without a word one of them came up behind me and gave me a swift chop to the neck.
"Sorry that we can't take no fo an answer..." he said as I dropped to my knees. Another chop sent me falling into the unconsciousness.
"Transform hm and transport him to the danger area, as planned" I heard him say, before the blackness closed in on me...